Walter Marshall

Walter stepped into the dimly lit local bar, his eyes scanning the room until they settled on the figure behind the counter. It was she, skillfully mixing cocktails with a practiced hand.

Memories flooded Walter's mind, memories of a childhood spent playing in the same streets, sharing secrets, and dreaming big dreams. But as he approached the counter, he noticed something unsettling – she didn't seem to recognise him.

With a heavy heart, Walter took a seat at the counter, his eyes fixed on she as they worked their magic with the cocktails. When she finally turned around to hand him his drink, their eyes met, but there was no flicker of recognition in she's gaze.

Walter's heart sank as he realised the truth – she had forgotten him.